Running stone steps with tired legs, I fell and split open my knee, or just below my knee. As part of the assessment as to whether or not it needed stitches, I was told that it would probably leave less or no scar if it received formal medical attention. That’s not really important to me … Read more
Climbing Daddy, Tall Daddy, Rocket Kid, and I went out of town for Thanksgiving. (You can see some of the photos in Sunday’s post.) For Thanksgiving dinner, we had a 3:30 reservation for a buffet at a small-town restaurant not far from where we were staying. The hostess didn’t have us on the reservation list … Read more
“I would write, but I have nothing to write about. Where do you get all of these ideas?” They come from … anywhere. Everywhere. I just need to pay attention. The guy we see sitting at the bus stop on our way to school every morning. Three people who made different comments about the same … Read more
8:30 a.m., January 1 I woke up around my usual time, the result of the relentless internal alarm clock. I used to sleep in whenever the alarm clock was blissfully unemployed, but years of waking at the same time seem to have taken their toll, and despite going to sleep after midnight, I was awake … Read more
Climbing Daddy and I have a tradition of going to a National Park or Monument or something similar for Thanksgiving; Tall Daddy and The Kid go to his family’s Thanksgiving. We decided we wouldn’t go this year. The parks have never been crowded on Thanksgiving Day, but we’d have to stay somewhere. Camping is always … Read more
Sitting down to dinner the other night. The Kid: Can I start a conversation? me: Sure [Note: I think it’s weird that he asked that, as there’s definitely not a “seen but not heard” rule ’round here. Also, because of that, I should have known something was up.] TK: If you had a micro robot, … Read more
We didn’t have a printer. We ordered a printer. The description said it came without toner. (That did not make me happy.) We ordered toner. We ordered paper. The toner shipped. The paper shipped. Separately. The printer was out of stock and was cancelled. The paper arrived. The toner arrived. An email arrived, asking me … Read more
October and November hold quite a few anniversaries for me: my birthday and The Kid’s birthday. Getting National Board Certified. Finishing chemo. Today is none of those. I made it a year! Every day, a post has gone live. Days I was sick. Days I was on vacation. Days that were just regular days. Sometimes … Read more
So … it’s not anywhere close to Father’s Day. Here’s the story: The Kid and I went to Burst of Butterflies, a local painting place (canvas, ceramic, etc.) where he painted two small identical tiles that said #1 Dad. We were traveling for the actual holiday and picked up the tiles after we returned. We … Read more
Individual stories are where real emotional power lies. I mean, that 3,000 people were killed is quite something. That millions were killed in WWII is staggering. They’re numbers. They’re big numbers. They’re easy to wield, hard to comprehend. “A single death is a tragedy. A million deaths is a statistic.” Stories? Those are where power … Read more